advent journal: birthday eve prayer

on the cusp of a new year
back edge of the old one
may I see life as frontier
‘stead of something that’s done

may I age with more grace
and far fewer demands
stare out into space
and work with my hands

make love the last word
and thank you the first
let my silence be heard
and in joy be immersed

look more at what’s starting
embrace all that ends
and let all of my charting
lead me home to my friends

Peace,

Milton